My adventure with Don Carlos has begun in Gothenburg Airport. I´came in good time to bring the band to the city for a concert at Musikwns Hus that evening. The band consisting mainly of English people with short hair, was already there waiting for me, except the boss who he had to wait for longer time. He was stopped by customs propably because of his long dreads. When he came out a few moments later with a smile anyway. I understood at that moment that it will take decades for the prejudices to cease.
But the funniest thing about this story is not that Don has spent few moments with customs, witch is used to . Its that few minutes later another customs official who probably recognized came to him and asked this time not for a suitcase control but for an autograph.
